1. The Island, Chapter 36


    Date: 8/29/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Male / Female Teens, Masturbation, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 87.9, Source: sexstories.com

    of hot, sticky, and unsuccessful hours, we finally found a small herd of the creatures on the plateau below the hot springs, where the trees began to thin as they ran up against the rocky mountainside. We stretched out in a long line, trying to herd them into a gully, using the same technique that had been successful with the pigs. When we finally were in position, we charged them, trapping four of them, including another kid, in a sort of box canyon. Two more escaped by climbing the side of the entrance to the arroyo before we could stop them, and tragically another one bolted in the opposite direction from the canyon, and pitched right off the short cliff overlooking the trees. Using ropes, bamboo rods, and blankets, we managed to catch and tie up the bleating captives, figuring we’d have to carry them back to camp. It would take hours with them walking, hobbled, under their own power, and we weren’t about to risk losing them by letting them walk without having their legs bound. After the bulk of the party had started back, carrying our new campmates, Mary and I went to check on the goat that had taken the fall. We found the poor creature at the base of the cliff, still alive but badly injured. Aside from two broken legs, there seemed to be internal injuries as well, and it was having trouble breathing. “I don’t think you can save that one, Doc,” Mary said sadly. “No,” I agreed. “I think you’re right.” “I don’t want to see it suffer any more she said, raising her spear. ...
    “Why don’t you look away.” She dispatched it quickly, and together we carried it back to camp. “At least it’s a change from fish and pork,” I said, looking on the bright side. We arrived back at camp and turned the goat over to the cooking crew for butchering. It looked like goat was on the menu for tonight. In the meantime I had worked up quite an appetite, and dug into some of our food supplies for lunch. I watched our new additions acclimate to their surroundings as I ate. We now had two more nanny goats, one pregnant and one with another kid, and a billy goat. The kid looked to be about the same age as the other one, so I suspected we would now be able to double our milk supply. Having a billy goat meant we would be able now to have a sustainable herd. As before, the adults were hobbled and the two kids ran free. I wondered if there would come a time when the adults would be tame enough that they would stick around camp of their own accord and wouldn’t have to be restrained any more. I made a mental note to ask our goat experts the question later. Janie arrived as I was finishing my lunch, and I sat with her while she ate, describing the Great Goat Hunt. “That’s awesome!” she enthused when I had finished. “I’m even glad about the dead goat. It will be nice to have a change of menu.” “I’m with you there. It was just a little sad seeing it injured and in pain. Mary made a quick end to it, though. What are you up to now?” “I’m going to sit down with Dkembe and some of the ...
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